Why Did God Give Us Winter? (standard:humor, 909 words)
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Living in Florida my idea of winter is anytime the temperature drops below 60°. At that point, I do the shiver-me-timbers dance. You don’t want to know!

Living in Florida my idea of winter is anytime the temperature drops
below 60°. At that point, I do the shiver-me-timbers dance. You don't 
want to know! 

I have a rare disease called Coldaphobia. As far as I know, there is no
cure for this except escaping to Florida. Even here, cold will manage 
to sometimes poke its nose into my business. All I can do at the time 
is sneeze, hoping it will scare the cold away. 

Experiencing a rather cold afternoon this past week, I queried the
Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage on this subject. 

“Why,” I asked rather philosophically, “did God give us winter?” 

There are times when I do muse philosophically with a far-off look. 

In this mode, I sometimes think about that philosophical question, “How
many angels can dance on the point of a needle?” I've often mused on 
this question, but the problem is I do not know how big angels are and 
if they really can dance. 

I guess it is in the same category as the question, “If a tree fell in
the middle of a forest and nobody's around, does it make a sound?” 

I like to think along those lines because there is no correct answer to
any of them. So, my answer is right, which makes me feel good about 
myself. If there is anything I want to do, it is to feel good about 
myself. After all, nobody else feels good about me so it might as well 
be me. 

With all that in mind, the question that I posed to my wife deserved an
answer. “Why did God give us winter?” 

My wife was busy in the kitchen at the time, but she turned around, put
both hands on her hips and said, “So you could go out and buy a new 
sweater.” Then she went back to her kitchen activity. 

Of course, it did not really answer my question. Why is God interested
in my sweaters? Why can't he allow me to have a climate that eliminates 
the use of sweaters? I could handle that. 

Then my wife interrupted my muse session and said, “God gave us winter
so that we would appreciate summer when it came.” Then she went back to 
her kitchen work. 

As I thought about that, I had to admit that she is right. 

That happens all the time. God gives us something that is not very
comfortable at the time and then when it goes away we appreciate the 
quiet time. 

Just like the neighbors when they are playing their music so loud it is
thumping in my head, when they turn it off I appreciate the silence. 
But when all I have is silence, I fail to really value it. 

Getting back to winter. Of course, from my perspective, I cannot see any
real value in winter. Sure, some people like snow. The only snow I like 
is on postcards. I have had enough of snow in my life that I do not 
want any more of it. 

Some people enjoy the snow; sledding, skiing, making snow angels. All of
these things I can do without, thank you very much. 

However, as I was shivering this terrible winter afternoon, I got to
thinking about how wonderful summer really is. In the middle of summer, 
I do not really appreciate it, as I should. Once it has gone, I sure do 
miss it. 

As I was shivering, I was thinking about all of the positive things
about summer. And boy, are there many positive things about summer. 

For me, the most positive thing about summer is the fact that I am not
dealing with cold. I love the heat and it cannot get too hot for me. 

As I was thinking along this line, I remembered one summer afternoon


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